Brother Pan looked at my face, but he didn't tell Fan Dangsheng about it.

It's just a look of anger and disbelief.

Until late at night, he still muttered that Dr. Qin was unreliable.

Lying on the bed, I rolled over, my heart filled with melancholy of being incompetent.

It's rare to have a lazy sleep, and my brother gets up early in the morning, and he doesn't know where he went.

In the fog, it was as if someone had come in to check on my sleep.

But my eyes were as heavy as lead, and I was very tired from sleeping, and all the burdens and troubles were entangled in my head, and I was haunted by dreams.

Stepping over the mountain peaks, stepping through the wind and dust, walking to the end of the mountains and rivers, going to the lonely wind and cold rain, and not withering forever.

Tired.

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